I woke up to find Savitha aunty completely naked next to me. I was surprised to see her naked because I just pulled her panties down, she must have re...oved the remaining clothes herself to make herself more comfortable while fucking.I had a glimpse of her body once her face, no doubt very beautiful. Her boobs huge, hanging, white, milky, always filled up with milk for me to suck. Her hips had no extra muscles unlike other women and then her pussy. Her pussy was the sexiest part of her whole. The feeling of those firm little boobies pressed up against my pecs gave me some instant jack-off material for the night. I told her she could sleep in my bed and that I would lay on the couch.We argued back and forth for a few minutes about who was going to sleep where and finally I half-jokingly said, “We’ll just sleep together then.” She looked kind of surprised. Not surprised like when you win the lottery but surprised like she just heard what she’s always wanted me to say. Things were kind. I would make jokes about the “Irish” in my coffee in the morning although it was just black coffee and lots of sugar to take away the bitter taste of the dark stuff.I kept my secrets to myself keeping up the charade of playing the role of an “on the edge” booze hound that never waited for five o’clock to start a daily intake of spirits and cared little about what others thought about my infinite weakness when it came to booze. Only my Uncle knew my little secret and I used it to my advantage in. It struck me as remarkable how in many northern towns so short adistance separated busy streets from deserted, eerie places like thiswith dark stagnant water hemmed between towering Victorian factories, allbroken windows and graffiti. There was one solitary moored boat, anarrowboat looking in urgent need of care and attention. Unlocking it ledled me aboard, sitting me on the vessel's narrow double bed.Aside from his original terse order he hadn't said a word, or given theslightest hint of what.